#Jinki: Extend

[therosecrest]

[anime--food]

Jinki:Extend - Episode 7

[maguro13-2]

The Dark Picture REPAINT ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Operation Drawcia Finale (14/14)

Adeleine : Huh? What happened? What's going on? Did the time traveler managed to create the New Era?

Ribbon : I can't tell the difference, we're back where we are. At this rate, it feels like that we're in the new era. Glad that's over...

Paint Roller : What a relief, we would've been toast for sure.

Waddle Dee : Glad that we're not "balls" anymore.

Wadd;e Doo : More like ball Man. (Starts laughing and weezing)

Adeleine : (with an angry groans)

Waddle Doo : Sorry, I just had to get that out.

Meta Knight : Now we understand what the Canvas Curse really happened. If Adeleine created Drawcia in the first place, how did Ado not know about her being the founder of Drawcia Family Corporation?

Adeleine : Until about her, Nobody knows why? That I...Adeleine is really, who am i...? I have no Idea of who I am...If Ado isn't really my sister, then what is "Ado"?

Waddle Dee : Huh? You don't know who you really are, Adeleine? I mean you are adeleine...But what exactly is...Ado?

Adeleine : When I dropped a frame on the floor, I realize that there is one photo hidden from Ado's picture. And take a look of this guest.

King Dedede : Freaky. I wonde what's that supposed to mean.

Adeleine : It means that there are two "Ados" in this picture.

(the picture shows two Ados)

Ribbon : What the-!?

Waddle Doo : ...Holy Crap! Adeleine is really Ado! You're the original!

Meta Knight : After the fall of Zero or Zero Two, you disappeared on that day and we discovered that Adeleine has been Ado the entire time.

Adeleine : If Ado isn't really my sister, then who is the other Ado?

Ado (?) : Sister, what a pleasant surprise to meet your return.

[cues Metamorphosis by Sota Fujimori]

Kirby : Yah.

Waddle Doo :What the-?

Adeleine : Who are you? And what are you on about? You're not my sister!

Ado (?) : (chuckles) I am copy of the "original" you, the other Adeleine. But you can call me...Dark Adeleine.

Adeleine : Dark Adeleine?

Dark Adeleine : Yeah, it was my desire to make you look like a fool.

Dark Adeleine : And oh, congratulations on helping me and Drawcia get rid of the DWMA, the subsidiary to the World Heroes Force Organization led by Shinra Kusakabe.

Adeleine : World Heroes Force was the DWMA's true identity? I helped you to get rid of a subsidiary from World Heroes Force?

Dark Adeleine : Splendid. (snickers)

Adeleine : Typical. I knew it. So it was you that wanted to put an end to everything!

Meta Knight : Who knew that an evil copy of Adeleine was created to destroy a subsidiary to the organization like that?

King Dedede : But why on earth would you do it?

Dark Adeleine : To tell you one's truth, there is no such thing is courage or being the hero like the devil was, and to that, the madness that everyone's keep talking about...was pure Blasphemy.

Adeleine : (clenches fist) What?

Dark Adeleine : And now with the DWMA out of the way...who is going to make a future about the Ohkuboverse...? N

Dark Adeleine in Action : Not!

Ribbon : Adeleine, How could you do something like this to me? After all we've been through?

Dark Adeleine : It's easy, cause the Ohkuboverse is nothing like the Mashimaverse, and that is why everyone believes in magic. That's why Drawcia wanted to get rid of the DWMA because...she could not take it no more due to the Influence of Shinra Kusakabe.

Ribbon : So the Legacy that they were cherishing, was a piece of heart all along.

Dark Adeleine : Yes, a piece of heart made out of the eight hearts of all eight sacrifices, like the seven lights and the thirteen darknesses.

Adeleine : [To Dark Adeleine] You feeding piece of sh*t. You've been doing this to me, haven't you?

Waddle Dee : You mean...Adeleine has been Ado all along and you are just literally a copy.

Paint Roller : Who do you think you are? You said that Soul Eater was about Halloween and stuff.

Dark Adeleine : No it's not, all of those crazy-mad ass stories is a manga, is pure weirdness when it comes to Halloween. In fact, Soul Eater isn't halloween season at all, you tattle tales. Halloween is for everyone.

Adeleine : You've been telling on me that Shinra Kusakabe wanted to created the world of Soul Eater that is about halloween?

Dark Adeleine : Yeah, for anyone who thought Madness was pure blasphemy, all thanks to Shinra Kusakabe himself, who'd been trick r treating as the devil himself, given candy from the girl name Seto. But this is like taking candy from a baby, and which is fine by me.

Adeleine : We've already known about Halloween, but you're tricks won't stop us this time, you poser.

Dark Adeleine : Oh no, this is no trick, dear Adeleine. This is a treat. (holds out a sample of the Ink Demon's blood)

Adeleine : The Ink Demon's Royal Blood!

Dark Adeleine : This is a real trick r Treating fact for you, it's like Halloween all over again, and the best to celebrate this holiday is demons their selves.

Oswald : How about Smell my feet, and I'll something too sweet.

*STAB*

Dark Adeleine : Uh!? What--? No! You can't...You Tricked me!

Oswald : Now there's a real trick or treat for you! Hahahaha!

[cues Blaze Pinch by Teruhiko Nakagawa]

Ribbon : Oswald the Lucky Rabbit?

Oswald the Black Rabbit : Wrong!? I am his twin, Oswald the Black Rabbit!

Adeleine : What? Two Oswalds? What the hell?!

Dark Adeleine : You bastard...I'll get you for this. (before dying) NOOOOOOOOOO! (Fades from existence)

Oswald the Black Rabbit : At long last, I I'll make the queen truly despicably proud and might be greater that I have the power to make myself a beast! See you on the other side of the hemisphere.

(uses Ink to create a door before he escape)

Paint Roller : Hey! He's getting away!

Oswald : (imitates German accent) Hast la Vista, Suckers! Time for me to create my ultimate master plan of creating a device that will wrapped the world in Black, it's for the Dark Picture to shine!

(goes into the door before it vanishes)

Adeleine : Damn it! We're too late!

Ribbon : Oh no! Oswald still going at it, after that time traveler created the new era? There's goes one thing's for sure, it's us or we'll be totally rabbit soup for him. But don't mention about the tomato soup, it's still good about it.

Paint Roller : It's everyone thinks about the context, it's always soup. So with the DWMA still gone, and never existed, we're going to save the world together!

Ribbon : And I my suggestions that Crona copy Xemnas killed was just a decoy, the actual copy of the human prince Crona is alive!

Waddle Doo : I found the location of Oswald at the radar. Oswald is at Inky Albarn's birthplace.

Ribbon : Where can the birthplace be? If it's not Japan...then where did the Original Maka Albarn born at...?

Adeleine : The true place that Inky Albarn was born...is the same city that her human copy grew up at after the explosion around 10 years ago.

Ribbon : San Francisco! But we have no idea where he went off to...

Adeleine : But how are we gonna get to the city we're too far out and we don't have any warp starts that are stuck in this country we originated from and surrounded by oceans.

Paint Roller : Well...There's gotta someway we can do it for our selves. If we can stop Oswald all together, we can finally save the world. But how are we going to stop that mad rabbit of taking over the world with Ink?

Tsugumi Harudori : Say, pleasse, sir.

Meta Knight : [To Tsugumi] Tsugumi Harudori! I mean...Sir Halberd Knight!

Tsugumi Harudori : Let's just say that I have a friend who take care of the ship. Aoba's a great friend to me.

Meta Knight : Everyone! Follow me to the Ship.

[Cues Advent of Stray Idola by Kenichi Tokoi]

All : Roger!

(changes to the Halberd preparing to Launch)

Tsugumi Harudori : Alright, Aoba. Prepare for Launch!

Aoba Tsuzaki : Aye, Sir!

Tsugumi Harudori : Is everyone ready?

All : We're ready to do with full throttle!

Aoba Tsuzaki : All is forgiven.

Tsugumi Harudori : Set a course to America!

Aoba Tsuzaki : Onward!

Adeleine : Looks like our battle isn't over yet. I still see someone having their tricks up in their sleeve.

Waddle Dee : So are you willing to save the world Adeleine?

Adeleine : Yes...I have only just begun to save myself.

*DBZ SFX : Surprise*

Adeleine : time to begin my final mission! This is the end of the line!

"Adeleine's Final Mission begins..."

"With the DWMA in it's ultimate downfall...who will stand victorious?"

"It's time that we finally put everything together in this one plan."

"The name of this world Real World AU suits you well."

"With your strength and valorous effort of saving our planet..."

"You now have powers of rainbow horse power..."

Adeleine Ah...!?

[cues Astro Boy's Theme by Takashi Yoshimatsu]

Adeleine : What's happening!?

(A Rainbow appears over Adeleine's brush)

Adeleine : Hey, what's going on? My brush!

Ribbon : Is that...?

*DBZ/One Piece SFX : Big Aura+Burst*

Adeleine : Woah...! My brush...

(the Magical Paintbrush appears once again)

Adeleine : My brush has been the Magical Paintbrush the entire time! This is what Drawcia has given me to fulfill her promise!

Paint Roller : Drawcia's brush! It came back to it's senses!

Ribbon : Wow, Adeleine! With the Paintbrush's power sprung back into action, you can finally use it on your own, but wield wisely. Otherwise it will go berserk.

Adeleine : Thanks, Ribbon. I won't forget that. Now then...

"This is really what my family has been told."

"Coming from a line of painters, I finally still have unlocked the Magical Paintbrush's true potential."

"Could this power to sweep the darkness away with one light?"

Adeleine : (smiles) ...Heh! Alright! Let's the paint the world to it's full colors! Time to go face to face with the Lucky Rabbit!

~ THE BATTLE BETWEEN COLORS AND INK IS ON ~

[stromaenthe]

Taemin devoured on I Say it's one of his best ballad performances

[drcomttheo]

MATTHEO RIDDLE x YN

summary: Mattheo is sick and is overdramatic warnings: Fluff, established relationship, pregnancy words: 1597 a/n: Rework of my Anidala oneshot "Man Flu" Slytherin Boy oneshots—ML Slytherin Boy oneshots—AO3

𝖲𝖨𝖢𝖪

It had been a particularly long night for you, who found yourself awake through the hours, devotedly caring for Mattheo as he battled his “Dragon Pox,” a condition more commonly known as “man flu.”

Despite the heavy burden of fatigue, you stood by Mattheo's side, your heart filled with devotion as you meticulously administered his medications. With gentle hands, you wiped his brow, your touch soft and soothing, while he lay there, his body trembling with powerful sneezes and soft moans of distress.

However, as time went on, you reached a point where you could no longer bear the circumstances.  His relentless monologues of self-pity, lamenting his perceived suffering and declaring himself  “dying,” gnawed at your composure, and you fought to uphold a facade of patience and empathy.

You struggled to understand how a simple cold could basically incapacitate someone. Nevertheless, you devoted yourself to his care, providing warm beverages and soothing words, all the while internally rolling your eyes at his dramatic expressions of suffering.

“Mattheo!”

Mattheo let out a low groan, his eyelids fluttering as he shifted his gaze to you. "Yes, my love?”

 Your gaze sharpened, your exasperation with his theatrical antics almost consuming you. "Mattheo, you're acting like a child. You're suffering from a cold; it's not a serious illness."

Mattheo winced, his hand soaring to his chest in a dramatic flourish, "But this is different, my love. This is the worst sickness ever. I can hardly breathe; I feel like I'm dying!"

"Jinky! Check Mattheo! Please tell me what his diagnosis is," you exclaimed with a flourish.

Jinky, the ever-dutiful house-elf, hurried into the room, his small exterior strutting in.

“Certainly, missus. Allow me to assess Master Mattheo's state."

Jinky, the best nurse elf, began to meticulously work on Mattheo, assessing his vital signs and symptoms with precision.

After a brief pause, he shifted his gaze to you and remarked, "Jinky thinks that Master Mattheo's condition is not grave. He just has a common cold, and it poses no threat to his life."

Mattheo's expression darkened at Jinky's revelation. He had yearned for a diagnosis of greater gravity, one that would warrant the indulgence and care of you.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes as you looked at Mattheo's disheveled face.

“See, my love? It's just a cold. Nothing serious. Now stop being such a baby and behave like the powerful Death Eater you claim to be."

Mattheo's face contorted in a dramatic grimace.

"But I feel terri-ibleee. I can barely move! I need more..." he murmured, raising his cup with a glint of longing in his eyes.

Your eyes fluttered in exasperation, a storm of irritation brewing within you as you struggled to contain your rising frustration.

You let out a soft sigh, your gaze lingering on him. "Mattheo, you've already had three cups…” With a soft sigh, you settled beside Mattheo, your fingers gently tracing the curve of your belly, a silent testament to the life growing within you. 

Mattheo, his attention caught by the subtle gesture, abruptly broke free from the confines of his theatrical pretense.

He sat up slightly, genuine concern flashing in his eyes. "My love... Is the baby alright? Is yours a problem?"

Your irritation faded like a distant memory, giving way to a tender smile as you sensed the delicate flutter of life blossoming within you.

"No, Matty. The baby is fine. Just moving around a bit."

Mattheo's eyes shimmered with a tender light as he extended his hand, resting it gently on your belly, his fingertips brushing against the soft curve as he sensed the delicate fluttering beneath your  skin.

At that moment, a wave of clarity swept over him, unveiling the profound truth underlying your fatigue.

A pang of guilt stirred within him, a reminder of how lost he had been in his trivial struggles, oblivious to the weight you carried.

"I’m truly sorry, my love," he whispered, his voice laced with genuine emotion. "I've been so focused on myself, I didn't stop to consider how hard this pregnancy is on you."

"It's alright, Matty," you reassured him, your voice soft yet firm. "I just need to rest for a moment." Mattheo nodded, his expression a delicate dance of remorse and admiration, as if caught in the throes of a bittersweet memory that lingered in the air between you.

In the quiet of the moment, a tender squeeze of his fingers around yours conveyed a message. "Of course, my love. You need to rest. I'll take care of things for you. Get some sleep."

You reclined against the plush pillows, a soft, weary smile gracing your lips as you surrendered to the moment.

As you closed your eyes, a gentle wave of relief washed over you, the burdens of fatigue gradually dissipating into a dream.

Mattheo stood watch, his thoughts wandering from his insignificant concerns to center entirely on you, the one he adored, and the precious life you had created together.

~~~

Hours later, you awakened from your dreams, your eyes fluttering open with a hint of drowsiness as shadows waltzed gently across the walls and a serene stillness wrapped around the space.

A wave of disorientation enveloped you, slowly giving way to the familiar contours of your surroundings as you began to piece together the fragments of your reality. You glanced across the room, and a flicker of surprise crossed your features as you realized that several hours had slipped away since you last surrendered to sleep.

As you stirred awake, confusion wove itself into the delicate fabric of your thoughts, your brows furrowing in a silent dance of uncertainty.

You sat up, the remnants of sleep still clinging to you like a soft, familiar blanket.

Where was Mattheo?

With a gentle grace, you slipped from the bed, your movements measured and intentional, as if you sought to reclaim your sense of self within the serene embrace of the moment.

With each silent step upon the cool stone floor, your unease deepened, wrapping around you like a shroud.

The absence of Mattheo's presence created an emptiness that lingered in the stillness of the air around.

Where could he have gone?

You were experiencing a flood of different situations in your head, which caused your thoughts to spiral with worry.

Your sense of dread increased with each step you took until you eventually recognized a figure standing on your balcony. 

Mattheo lingered at the precipice, his figure a dark silhouette against the vast expanse of the night sky, while the distant glow of the stars wove a mesmerizing tapestry in the background.

Your heart hammered within your chest as you approached him, your footsteps delicate and cautious. You lingered beside him, your voice a delicate blend of concern and intrigue, as if the very air between you crackled with unspoken questions.

"Mattheo," you whispered, your fingers delicately finding your place on his shoulder, "I've been looking for you."

The gentle caress of your hand upon his shoulder ignited a surge of consciousness that coursed through Mattheo's very essence.

Startled, he turned, his face a mask of surprise quickly obscured by a sheepish smile.

"Ah, my love," he whispered, a hint of remorse lacing his words. "You were asleep, and I didn't want to disturb you…anymore. I just needed some fresh air."

"You're feeling better then, Matty?"

Mattheo inclined his head, his eyes drifting to the calming expanse of the forest that lay ahead. "Yes, my love. The crisp air worked its magic on me.”

Your gaze lingered on his features, meticulously examining you for any traces of unease or fatigue that might linger beneath the surface. Your hand gently slipped into his.

“Mattheo,” you began softly, your voice laced with a blend of worry and warmth. "You know you don't have to pretend, right? I know you tend to be a bit”…

He let out a soft chuckle, a glimmer of self-awareness dancing in his eyes. "Oh, you mean dramatic?"

You raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in your gaze. "Let's say theatrical... when it comes to sickness. You tend to exaggerate a bit."

Mattheo pretended to be wounded, dramatically placing a hand over his heart in a display of feigned indignation. "Exaggerate? Me? Never!" he protested, a playful smile dancing at the corners of his lips.

You let out a soft laugh, a melodic sound that danced in the air, before a gentle sigh escaped your lips as you drew nearer to him.

Mattheo's arm encircled your waist, pulling you gently against him, your connection deepening in the quiet moment you shared.

He took a deep breath, relishing the serene stillness that enveloped you, the crisp night air wrapping around you like a gentle embrace, and the warmth of your presence pressed against him.

"You don't have to pretend to be sick to get my attention."

Mattheo's eyes returned to yours, a warmth blooming in his expression.

"I know," he confessed softly, his fingers delicately weaving a calming rhythm against your waist. "I just... I enjoy being pampered by you, Y/N."

In that fleeting moment, his voice trembled with a hint of vulnerability, revealing a rare glimpse of unfiltered honesty that surprised you.

You felt your heart flutter at his words, a soft smile illuminating your face. With a delicate grace, you reached out, your fingers softly sweeping a wayward strand of hair from his forehead.

"Mattheo," you murmured, your voice a soothing balm in the tense air, "there's no need for you to pretend to be unwell to capture my gaze. You always have it, no matter what."

[katsukikitten]

A bath with your stoic boss, Zodyl Typhon

Steam rises higher in the small space, fogging the window as it lingers just overhead. Like a cloud too lazy to ascend further, threatening to blanket the two bodies in the room in an extra layer of extended warmth.

Soft splashing sounds, echo around the cracked titled room, met with a deep sigh as you sink further into the murky hot water. Billions and trillions of bubbles float on the surface in clusters forming their own constellations and dense galaxies like the dark sky overhead. Fading just as quickly as their counterparts.

Eyes slipping closed, water more noisy now as you dip your shoulders under the near boiling water, bare feet planted on the cool tile for relief. You nearly miss his foot falls from all the sloshing, nearly miss the soft click of the door shutting once more but you don't need to open your eyes to know who looms over you.

Still you let him have his moment of observation, keeping your eyes shut as your body is hidden by the water and soap.

“Care to join me Zody?” A purr of a question, his dark gaze flickering to your face to see it unchanged, unbothered. Lashes still kissing pretty cheeks that he knows will be warm to the touch if he lets his cold knuckles pass over them.

Another long moment, your heartbeats dancing around the other in a slow manner. Eyes lazily fluttering open to see him still dressed.

“Aw come on we came all this way.” Water splashes over the old edge as you move roughly, a waterfall of sound as droplets desperately fall back to the group.

The bubbling constellations change further from your turbulence.

“I'm fine.” Bored, heavy gaze holding your mischievous eyes he's come to like. How they twinkle now, even in the low light, watching your pupils dilate as if you're catching prey.

He fights a smile on his lips. Stands tall and still as your damp hands with sharp claws dance over his clothed body. How you make a joke out of his belt, undoing it with fluid motions of one hand while the other taps at his shoes in a demanding bid that he rid himself of them.

He obeys, only behind closed doors, when the moon hangs high and the world lies low.

Only you.

Although he cannot allow you to know that, smokey gem eyes fixated on you as you undo the buttons of his shirt. Your hands smoothing back up the bare skin of his chest before they stop just at the apex of his shoulders.

His hand cups the curve of your skull, staring into each other's eyes for a moment before you ease the jacket off of his shoulders.

Because it always came off last.

You know this, know his routine and how he works.

How he showers quickly, never apart from the well worn jacket for more than a few moments although you can understand why. You had heard the rumors, that a jinki of this caliber was taxing, that if it was removed for long it was debilitating. Pain that would shoot and radiate into every fiber and cell of his being as if the treasure was begging to be put back on.

Whispered it.

Demanded it.

But you'd never know. He keeps you away from it. Not from paranoia, you're the closest to Zodyl than the rest of the raiders, you know this even if he doesn't say.

Although it can be obvious to the those around you. He lets you get away with murder.

Let's you come and go as you please, allows you to be your own moving piece if you so choose to be a component on his board. Let's bring him jinki the same way a stray cat drops kills into their owners lap. Let's you whine, brat, and berate the raiders when they fail. Scolding him for not using you for a task, unable to help his smile as he keeps the secret that success wasn't what he was aiming for. Always tutting a low, deep and even sound.

“Every piece has its purpose.”

Allows your arms to slip under his own, to press your cheek to his chest as he placates you. Strong arms wrapping around your sturdy frame but never allowing the jacket to touch you for long. Never allowing it to hum its sweet nothings into your ear, never allow it to slide up your very capable arms and wreck the chaos it so desires.

But most importantly he allows this.

Touch, closeness.

For your steady hands to push the powerful, ancient fabric down toned muscle, to lay it across the sink gently. Giving it a gentle pet, cooing down at the jacket as you promise the two won't be parted long.

Smiling at Zodyl, motioning with your fingers to follow as you walk backwards, careful to watch his features as you beckon him.

No sign of pain, no twitch of his lips, or lids. No tremors like that of a withdrawal, nothing but his usual stoic cadence as steps closer.

Guiding him into the tub, pulling him down until his back is pressed against your chest as he hisses from the heat of the water.

His hair is still wet from his own shower, icy as it drops on to your heated skin. Nails quick to take over his scalp as he settles into your hold.

“It's scalding.”

“Mmhmm.” You hum back with delight, moving your hands to his shoulders to press him tighter against you. He sighs deeply, barely registers the pain that engulfs him, the buzzing that dulls in his bones and falls to a deaf mind.

Washed over by the burning water, more so by your soft skin. Tender breasts against his toned back, small hands gently pressed to his sternum as thick thighs lock around his waist.

After a few moments of your fingers circling his skin, his eyes slip shut.

“See, a hot bath does you good.” Pressing your lips to his throat before you hook your chin over his shoulder, “Like medicine for the heart and soul.”

Glancing out of the corner of his eye to see your deadly cat smile making him chuckle softly. Watching you sideways for a long moment before he presses his lip to your temple.

“I think it's more than the water.”

[aryomengrande]

it seems that toji has once again crashed out in the apt after a long day of gambling ! fortunately, this apt is prepared to deliver a relaxing night for long-time tentants toji and minx ! thank you for stopping by at the apt, @081231 ! come see us again in the future ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

rara's favorite random game | © aryomengrande 2023

hold up ! the valued guests have arrived on an unforgettable date for the host ! lee jinki, a.k.a. onew from SHINee, the host's ultimate bias in kpop, turns 35 years old today ! allow us to extend the warmth from the SHINee world from here to toji and minx’s world ✧˖°

내 곁에 있어 준 넌 kind you were next to me, you're kind - kind ; SHINee

[dlstmxkakwldrlarchive]

A Shawol met ONEW during his stay in Bali and shared her meeting!

Now that I'm sure Onew has left Bali, it's my story time! How I accidentally met my idol for 13 years, SHINee's Onew!!!

I don't know Onew will come to a public event in Bali, so I thought I will keep this story with me forever. But he was so kind to everyone, and I want to share this from a fan perspective that if you genuinely support someone, the universe will collide to help you meet them one day.

I came to Bali for work, and after a whole tiring week, I extended my stay with a few colleagues to have a little vacation. We wanted to eat Pho cause it's been raining a lot. Almost went to a different restaurant, but due to traffic, we changed it to a closer Vietnam restaurant in Canggu. I was sleepy the whole time until I saw a familiar-looking korean guy walked in front of my table. It took me a good 3 seconds to literally froze and gasp loudly knowing it was Jinki. My friend thought I lost smth (as usual) . They got startled as well, but can u blame me?

He sat right behind our table, and I went outside to catch some breath. No kidding, my heart stopped, I had goosebumps all over my body, and my hands were trembling hard. There was a bookstore right beside the restaurant, so I bought 2 postcards to write him a letter and maybe ask an autograph [...] (OP was sitting in front of ONEW and was very nervous) In the middle of that chaos, I tried to calmly write a letter on that postcard. I wanted to say a LOTTTTTTT of things, but nothing comes to mind than wishing him good health. [...] (OP tries not to make uncomfortable ONEW and just let it go, she goes on with her dinner normally, talks to her friends and tries not to stare ONEW. ONEW noticed her at the very end and her Boss said to her 'Go it's your time!')

🤓: Are you Onew by any chance?

🐰: *nods* sign?

🤓: Yes, *freeze* I'm SHINee fan since 2013

🐰: ^^ Do you have a pen?

🤓: Yes, yes. *give the marker*... Can I take a picture?

He makes a cute and pity face that says he can't. Tbh I expected just as much

🤓: That's okay😊 I understand

While he sign, my boss (note that he's an ahjusshi) told him "She was afraid to ask you before haha"

🐰: Ah really~ 😂 Do you have a cell phone?

🤓: Phone? What for?

🐰: Picture~

OP says he acted very kindly, said they had to retake their pic a few times, because she was nervous, her hands were trembling too but ONEW patiently stayed there until they got the perfect selfie

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[darl-ingfics]

Christmas Chaos

Fandom: SHINee (+ SM family)

Sickie/Whumpee: Kibum (general illness)

Caregiver(s): SHINee

Word Count: 1,661

Notes: Early in my Kpop fan days, I fell in love with the concept of all the SM artists being like a family. A lot of those ideas are carrying over into these stories. It's likely I will eventually write the 'well one of us is simply going to have to change' story someday. For now, enjoy this little holiday themed shenanigan; it's more 'hey look, they're friends' than sickfic, but it is what it is.

The holiday concert was, without a doubt, the most unhinged thing SM ever allowed their artists to do. No matter how hard the managers tried to keep their groups in line, no matter how seamless and bulletproof the show order seemed, the artists always, ALWAYS found a way to cause chaos. It was often their last engagement of the year, and it was on their home turf. No competition, no live broadcasts. Just performing for their fans on stage with their label mates. 

Which, as many an SM manager had had to learn the hard way over the years, was just a fancy way to spell ‘tomfoolery.’

While it was standard at every holiday concert for each group to perform a few songs (usually the year’s biggest hits and one or two holiday tunes), the novelty of the program was the artists’ ability to perform with others outside of their group. The opportunities were endless. Performance pitches were due a month and a half before the show, and the chosen numbers were then created and rehearsed entirely by the idols themselves. It was the perfect way to end the year.

And this year was certainly no exception; the performance proposals had been particularly intriguing, and the concert’s length had been extended by ten minutes to accommodated a few additional acts (most groups had also agreed to shorten their sets to allow for more creativity). 

SHINee, specifically, was very busy during this show, something Jinki, as the leader, had had memorized since the setlist dropped last month. All five members were in the opening number; then, their group performance was fourth after Super Junior and Red Velvet; next, Minho was doing a rap battle with Yunho and Amber; then, Kibum and Jinki were in a partner number with Seohyun and Tiffany; then Taemin was dancing with Kai; then Jonghyun was in the quarter with Taeyeon, Luna, and Baekhyun; and finally, all five were in the finale. 

They would be busy practically the whole time. Or, at least they’d be busy as a group at the start, and would then take turns running around after that. 

Which gave them very few chances to fully relax, but they caught a moment together after Taemin’s duet when there were still two full group performances before Jonghyun’s quartet. Their dressing room was uncharacteristically quiet, and Jinki wasn’t sure what to thank for that, but had narrowed it down to two potential causes: 1. post-performance burnout, or 2. a sick Key. While he’d tried very, very hard to hide it, it was incredibly obvious to his members that Kibum was not feeling well. He was unsteady on his feet, sweating more than usual, swallowing funny, wincing at loud noises and bright lights and every funny swallow. Most significantly, he relied on the backtrack more than singing live, something he rarely did. All in all, Kibum faked healthy marvelously; no one outside of their group had likely picked up on it at all.

But this was his group.

So when Kibum had changed out of his partner number outfit into his finale clothes and had slumped on the couch next to Jinki, resting his head on the leader’s shoulder, they all knew he was barely keeping it together. There was little Kibum hated more than physical contact mid-concert; his adrenaline was usually too high to even consider getting that close to another person. And that silent demand for affection was enough to warrant him some peace and quiet. 

It was comfortable silence, a space for all of them to breathe and enjoy each other’s presence without the need to entertain. It was nice. 

The first real sound any of them made was Jonghyun looked at his phone and announcing quietly, as if to himself, that he had to change for his next number. He got up and moved to his pile of clothes, riffling around a bit before selecting a pile and ducking into the bathroom. Just as the door clicked behind him, there was a knock on the door to the dressing room. 

“Everybody decent?” Amber. 

“Physically or morally?” Minho called back. Taemin snorted, saving his game on his DS for later, anticipating shenanigans as soon as that door opened. 

Sure enough, said door swung open a moment later, Amber waltzing in, already dressed for the finale. “I would never question your character, sir,” she said in answer to Minho’s question. “I already know you were never morally decent.”

Minho chuckled as Luna and Sulli followed Amber into the room. Sulli was in her finale t-shirt like Amber, but Luna was prepped for the quartet in a cute red Santa dress and thigh high black boots. It took the girls no time at all to spread out around the room, easing right into the same comfortable energy as before. “Where’s your mom?”

“Vic’s helping Krystal change out of her last costume, the one with all the buttons and stuff?” Sulli replied, pulling a face at just the thought of such a costume. “But then they’ll be on their way.”

“Where’s Jonghyun?” Luna asked, looking around a bit skeptically. “We have to go backstage in like… ten minutes.”

“He’s changing now.” Jinki pointed towards the closed bathroom door. The motion seemed to draw attention to the duo on the couch. 

“Hyung, are you good?” Sulli asked Kibum, voice soft as she shifted to sit on the arm of the couch next to him. Her fingers gently stroked against his shoulder. 

Kibum shrugged once, melting at her touch. “No, I feel like shit.” 

Amber wrinkled her nose, her usual sarcasm winning out over concern. “Ew, what’s wrong with you?” 

“Probably you being so close to me.” Key stuck his tongue out at her. Amber stuck hers out right back, silently celebrating that sign of life from him. “But really, I think I’m coming down with a virus or something. Just that lovely year end hitting like a fucking train bullshit.”

“Well I see that your language surely hadn’t been infected…” Minho chastised jokingly. 

Kibum pointed a warning finger at him. “I know where you sleep.”

Minho scoffed. “Right back at ya, buddy.”

“I don’t think that threat works for you in this scenario, hyung,” Taemin pointed out, earning laughs from everyone not named Minho. 

“Seriously, though, can we help at all?” Sulli asked, turning her attention back to Kibum. 

Kibum shook his head as Taemin answer, “Nah, we’ve offered him everything possible and he only accepted the painkillers and Jinki cuddles.”

“I have been told they have healing properties,” Jinki supplied helpfully. 

“I believe it,” Amber added. 

“Okay, not to completely change the subject,” Luna said, worrying at her lip as she stared at her phone, “but where is Jonghyun..?!” 

Luna was cut off by the bathroom door swinging open and Jonghyun posing in the doorframe, adorned in the exact same Santa dress and thigh high boots as she was. The room fell into immediate chaos. Minho cackled, falling to the floor in hysterics while Amber wolf whistled. Taemin was laughing so hard he fell off of his chair, nearly pulling Sulli down with him as she was bent over, laughing so hard she was in tears. Both of them laughed even harder at themselves. 

Even Kibum chuckled, his chest vibrating against Jinki’s arm. 

“Well, one of us simply has to change,” Jonghyun said, mimicking the tone Luna had used three months ago when she’d pulled the same trick on him. 

Luna’s eyes rolled skyward. “You’re not funny.”

“You’re right. I’m hilarious.” 

At that moment, Taeyeon’s head peeked around the still open door. “Oh, Luna, we were looking for you too! Is Jonghyun…?” She froze mid-sentence, catching sight of said vocalist still posed in the bathroom doorway. “Oh!”

Baekyun’s head appeared at that moment, and his jaw immediately dropped. “Wait! I thought we decided against that bit!” he exclaimed. 

Jonghyun shrugged. “We did, but I still had it packed in my bag and thought it was worth the joke. Clearly, it was.” He gestured around the room to the shocked faces and hysterical tears. “Besides, it’s not everyday I get to grace you all with the gift of my gorgeous legs.”

“Go change you goof, we got five minutes!” Luna exclaimed, pushing him softly on the arm, much to Jonghyung’s delight. As the door closed behind him, she rolled her eyes again. “Men.”

Baekhyung shrugged. “I’ll say it: his legs do look good in the boots.”

“THANK YOU!” Jonghyun’s voice carried through the door. 

Once Jonghyun was changed into his actual stage outfit, the quartet left, Amber and Sulli close behind them. Minho followed them out, wound up enough to sow chaos elsewhere, and Taemin left in search of something (he hadn’t been entirely clear on that point). But they were all dressed and ready for their final number, so Jinki wasn’t too worried letting them go. They’d survived the concert up until that point; he figured it was an okay time to let his leader persona rest. 

After a few moments of silence, Kibum asked, “Did he do that for me?” Kibum asked.

Jinki’s brow furrowed. “Did who do what?”

Kibum peeked up at him suspiciously. “Jonghyun. I was part of him and Baekyun scheming to throw the girls off, but also thought they’d dropped it. Did he do that for me?” 

Jinki shrugged the shoulder his dongsaeng wasn’t leaning on. “I don’t know. It’s not like he came to me last night with that exact outfit and asked if he should bring it or not.”

A small smile tugged at Kibum’s lips. “So it was to make me laugh?”

“It’s possible it was to make everyone’s day a little brighter. But he may or may not have done it specifically for you.” Kibum’s smile widened, but he only gave Jinki half a second to see it before burying his face into the leader’s shoulder. Jinki smiled, satisfied. “Merry Christmas, Kibum.”

“Merry Christmas, hyung.

[therosecrest]

[quirkwizard]

So theirs this new manga called Gachiakuta (highly recommend this for you btw) and in it their main power system is based around weapons called jinki or vital instruments, that lets them altering and empower objects that are cared for over many years to not only increasing the damage and utilization but also forming extra blades and spikes across it. Could you make a quirk based on this?

I see it working as an Emitter type Quirks that activates whenever the user touches a familiar object. When the user does so, they may begin to improve it in form and function. The greater their familiarity with the object, the more power and control they have over it. This starts by repairing and improving the object's function, such as an old jacket, which gives them greater protection and helps them resist the elements. This attachment can grow to give the user a greater understanding of it, such as by giving them greater skill with a sword. This can even extend to them being able to control and sense the object even if they are no longer touching it. This gives the user a versatile power, able to take treasured objects and turn them into powerful tools. If nothing else, it can help the user keep their precious objects in one piece. However, the usage of this Quirk is heavily dependent on the user's emotional connection to the object, so it will be far less effective with random tools, making an object that is lost irreplaceable. This has to be something the user is touching as well, and it will begin to return to normal after they stop touching it. The growth of the object can't work outside of its initial parameters, so they can't make a sword catch fire. A possible name for the Quirk could be "Attachment".

[anime--food]

Jinki:Extend - Episode 4

[maguro13-2]

THE Dark Picture REPAINT ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Operation Drawcia Finale (10/14)

*TV BUZZING*

"Continuing Transmission"

Aoba Tsuzaki : Akao Hiragi is Akara Ogawara?

Akao Hiragi : How did you know of who I am?

Aoba Tsuzaki : We discovered that you are a copy of Akara Ogawara.

Akao Hiragi : Akara Ogawara? Who is this Akara Ogawara?

Ryohei : You're my ma! I know it's something special for you that you're just a copy of my mother!

Akao Hiragi : I am...? Am I really...a copy? How can you think of that? Oh yeah, I finally get the feeling that I'm starting to remember...I came from a research laboratory were they produce the products known as copies. I was modeled after one of the Ogawaras that died before my robot was exploded due to the virus's attack. I wonder if I can get communications from Angel that is established. Hello! Hello! Angel, can you hear me?

*RADIO BUZZING*

Akao Hiragi : Damn! Looks like we were cut off! The robots destroyed in a self-destruct sequence, the food from Angel is gone...We're all abandoned on this entire ship, no robots, no Jinkies, and...and no conclusion of a perfect story of ours. They all left us to die and abandoned us like garbage. The Moribito robots are gone and I have been abanonded to be AWOL for sure.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Hiragi-san. Pull yourself together...we're no longer robot pilots, all machines that we've been piloting have self destructed, it nearly costs our lives and it's a good thing that we survived and thought that we were the ones left to dies as copies, but was washed ashore like garbage. Remember that in 1991. It happend around three years after our deaths...

[PigeonBlood OST : Discretion]

(changes to a flashback of Akao)

Akao Hiragi in the past : (calling) Moribito! Moribito! Moribito where are you!?

*DBZ SFX : Loud Explosion*

Akao Hiragi in the past : NOOOOOOOO!

(scene changes to a courtroom)

Akao Hiragi : People of Venezuela! I didn't do it! I did no such thing! Please! The Moribito robot was dismantled, and the Ancient Jinki was used by unknown beings, this could be the work of the witch's art masterpieces. I swear!

Venezuela President : Akao Hiragi. I heard about the robot's malfunction after the Jinki exploded, I heard that all Jinkis have been disposed due to the attack of the virus.

Akao Hiragi in the past : You people don't understand! It wasn't me! I didn't set up the virus attack! I'm not the only who blamed here! The ancient Jinkis were corrupted by A.I. and I'm beginning to tell you that the Ancient Jinki is alien techonology, it was the intergalactic beings that did it! They blew up the robot!

Venezuela Judge : Well...Seems fair, since the Moribito Type-02 is destroyed, I hearby to announce that we presume Aoba Tsuzaki of Angel is dead and therefore...Manufacture of the Jinkis, Angel organization, has now been disband for life!

Akao Hiragi : W-What?

"After that, we felt ashame that both Jinkis were destroyed in an explosion and our organization is no more."

"We lost everything, and the ancient Jinki, was nothing more than technology made by some alien stuff."

"Following this after the robot malfunctioned, I made my disappearance from Venezuela and never return to show my face to them again, as I return to our home country of Japan."

"Ironically enough living in the shadows of our lives without the robots for 3 years...And that same day..."

*DBZ SFX : Energy Explosion*

"In 1994, The event of an explosion called "The Shattering", wiping out eighty percent of Japan's population, and I too thought that I was gonna get caught in the explosion to face my own death."

"Without the Moribito robots or other giant robots, we lost everything, we would no longer to control giant robots as what it means to humans and robots to bring peace together, and especially...you don't know what's cooking for the rest of our lives."

(changes back to to the present)

Akao Hiragi : How I much hated humanity thinking that piloting a giant robot is awesome and yet, they are still dangerous.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Hiragi-san. Look, it wasn't our fault, the robots we've been piloting, they were programmed by A.I. and us, we're no longer robot pilots anymore! I said that piloting robots would be dangerous, if not...who's gonna make us pilot a giant robot?

Ryohei : Humanity is such an arrogant species when it comes to machines. If so...then I suggest that there are no more machines to pilot and no robots could abuse the power of everything.

Aoba Tsuzaki : I thought piloting robot would save everyone and this entire planet. I should've know that piloting a giant robot would be not be a stupid yet, and I don't mean that by the way. So...After I decided that we can build another robot together, a robot we call him Heavy Lobster.

Akao Hiragi : Heavy Lobster? This golden walking machine is the heavy lobster?

Aoba Tsuzaki : This was something that has a huge role as the ship's guardian, he was dismantled by a star warrior before he had the chance to realization that Marx was behind of everything!

Tsugumi Harudori : If you're not mistaken, then I used to have a couple of friends before they died...Anya and Meme...we used to live in Japan...and we fought that we share the same school like her. In case you haven't noticed, this is a photo of Maka Albarn in 1994.

Akao Hiragi : That girl...Ah yes, she's responsible for the creating the Shattering Event back in 94, a human copy created at the sanctuary on the Moon. She's responsible for the explosion.

Tsugumi Harudori : Indeed. I wonder what does that means...am I copy to the original? Did I even die...No wonder on how Drawcia Family manufactured a human copy with a lot of experiment.

[Echo Night - Beyond OST : Track 17]

Tsugumi Harudori : That's it. The Real World's Moon. Now I understand how the virus came to be, it wasn't a virus at all, it was the A.I. of a soul who manipulated the control of the robots. If my caculations are correct, then Maka Albarn had some sort of connections with the Phantonians.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Connection with the Phantonians, are you telling me that girl who caused that explosion in Japan, had some sort of connection with the Phantonians? They've been long gone for centuries.

Tsugumi Harudori : No...Not dead, hiding. Who knows? But do you know anyone who resides at the sanctuary? A Man simply know as Lord Phanto III. Maka probably came from that Sanctuary built by that man...It's probably just another setback for someone who does know about the original being born over 82 years ago.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Really? That's what Maka Albarn knew about her place of origin, but if the "original" Maka Albarn is born over 82 years ago, then why would a human copy being born from the Moon? Is it really something, that is not even a question about it?

Akao Hiragi : No...Maka Albarn had a sudden fruition that she was never born in Nevada...It was the Earth's Moon when Lord Phanto and his man created the sanctuary, that's what caused the mask enemy Phanto to be awakened, it was only them trying to protect the sanctuary from being invaded, only to scare intruders away. I see...Guess this means all of that robot fighting was useless.

Aoba Tsuzaki : So...What are gonna do now? We only have practices to save the world before the time traveler is making a new era out of this year. Can't win for losing, got to think of a plan and fast. What if...what if we could put a stop on the dangers since both organizations like the DWMA and Angel have been defunct. We got other no options to think of a better solution where we could find a robot that could be way powerful than that?

(sounds of loud booming is heard)

Aoba Tsuzaki : What the heck was that noise? Is it something like a massive shock?

Tsugumi Harudori : Let's go check it and find out, I bet it's the machines or the Jinkies...Jinkis, Jinkies, whatever that is! No time to waste, let's get moving! (the two runs off)

(Scene changes)

Tsugumi Harudori : Are you sure that you heard sound from, did you?

Aoba Tsuzaki : If only there was a foul smell in the air, I could smell trouble if there was a Moribito running around here, it would be the end of us. I hope it's not the Kyomu. If my father and Genta's had the beens who were controlling the Moribito's, we would never show our face to pilot giant robots again. Promise that I would do all the machinery when it comes to the basics. Now then...where is that sound coming from. (behind them is Shizuka Tsuzaki)

Shizuka Tsuzaki : Aoba-san...

(they both turn to see Shizuka Tsuzaki)

Shizuka Tsuzaki : Aoba-san...It's me.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Mom?

Tsugumi Harudori : You're the leader of Angel? The ones who kidnapped Aoba is your mom. So you're the responsible behind the kidnapping of my colleague. You got a lot of nerves about piloting deadly robots that wanted to body slam the human race. As Sir Halberd Knight of the Meta Knight Army, I am here but to place you house arrest on this ship.

Shizuka Tsuzaki : If I did, then I must let you know that the Ancient Jinki was left of Alien Technology, the truth is I'm not the leader of Angel, I'm actually and FBI agent working for the United States. I was in an undercover investigation for some research and we discovered that the Ancient Jinki was a prototype robot created by a witch, a witch who owns a giant science coporation called Drawcia Family Corporation.

Aoba Tsuzaki : What!? So the Ancient Jinki was never real...it was a prototype created by Drawcia...but who made up the Ancient Jinki?

Shizuka Tsuzaki : The people of Venezuela lied, the Ancient Jinki was an experiment created by Drawcia Family's research and you were the one who made up the Ancient Jinki legend.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Me...the "original" me made up the Ancient Jinki legend? I made it up? So than that means...I've been a copy product to Drawcia Family all along! All of those Jinki battles, I set up everything...the original me died because the ancient Jinki...No...There was no ancient Jinki, there was nothing, it was all made up...in reality....I was nothing more than...than just being a giant robot fan. I'm actually a Gunpla modeler! Me and Tsugumi were best buds during our days as fans of sci-fi and Mecha. I've been known that.

[Echo Night - Beyond OST : Track 13]

Shizuka Tsuzaki : What?

Aoba Tsuzaki : That's right, ma. I'm a fan to Gundam and every robot that I've known. All I do is memorize the machines that every kid or fan knew about giant robots dreaming big. They always been a part and I had the audacity to be fan of giant robots, I believe in everything. This is why I started as a Gunpla Modeler, Gundam inspired me to become a robot pilot, but unfortunately, both Moribitos have ended and we were no longer robot pilots.

Tsugumi Harudori : You could say that I've been known you, Aoba. You were my closest friend, and I realized that you were just a copy of the original killed by DWMA. Is that the reason they had no choice but to take over your research. You are the only friend that I ever have and since I have no one else to befriends with during class, we used to make a lot of gunplas to memorize these events in the real world. Remember what I said about anything...It's like I know about your daughter.

Aoba Tsuzaki : I was born out of her "wish", a wish that she wanted a friend to closer her. Drawcia has been making a lot of copies using the powers of that brush, but do you remember your own daughter? You kidnapped a copy of your own daughter who was killed by the hands of those traitors. However, after both Moribito robots were destroyed...

Aoba Tsuzaki in distresss : ...We we're abandoned and thrown out like garbage. That same day in 91, both our machines were lost to time.

Shizuka Tsuzaki : I see...I have no reason to be in shame because of a nuisance, but I have too seen enough machinery that makes science to intend the fact that piloting a giant robot is awesome and yet still dangerous. You really are born out of Tsugumi's "wish". Perhaps, I was born out of that wish too, a wish to destroy all other machines that can surpass the success, when both families died in war, it's all because of the countries that we thought humans we're just arrogant.

All : ....?

Shizuka Tsuzaki : No matter...I still got one more toy for you to play with, Aoba. This one here, I'll make sure that Venezuela will never have to make their personal lies ever again.

*Loud booming*

Aoba Tsuzaki : What is that thing!?

(close up on the Egg King from Sonic Rush)

[cues Bomber Barbara by Hideki Naganuma]

Aoba Tsuzaki : Mom! What sort of giant robot is that supposed to be?

Shizuka Tsuzaki : It's called the final boss of the Unknown Zone, codename...the Egg King!

*DBZ SFX : Surprise*

Shizuka Tsuzaki : Go Egg King! Destroy those washed up robot losers!

(starts the battle with Egg King)

Aoba Tsuzaki : Egg King!? We didn't set up any robot called the Egg King!

Tsugumi Harudori : So...That giant robot is a really big...

Shizuka Tsuzaki : Contraption, correct. This is the ultimate weapon that will make you get schooled on.

Ryohei : School? What are we, getting our grades?

Shizuka Tsuzaki : No. Getting you schooled is a metaphor, not talking about your grades from school.

Akao Hiragi/Akara Ogawara : Okay! That's enough giant robots for a day! That's seriously not funny!

Shizuka Tsuzaki : There is only one thing about piloting a giant robot! Killing each other's families wasn't funny, starting a robot war wasn't funny, and most all, my husband paying a bunch of villains is seriously not that funny!

Akao Hiragi/Akara Ogawara : Shizuka, you're right. I'm sorry how our families got involved for fighting with these things, man! Look, I know that you're confused, angry, and upset, that giant robots were super duper awesome, but they are still deadly, and now I understand that a giant robot like that would be some sort of contraption. If I do you for you, that would understand why chicks dig giant robots.

Aoba Tsuzaki : Is that the reason why you kidnapped just to fight a Jinki that is literally alien technology. Ryohei's father was right, he does make a lie about everything to that country. Oh how I can be so pitiful just because I do not like to pilot another robot.

Shizuka Tsuzaki : Oh really? You think you have what it takes to control a giant robot, but let's see if you candle this...Go Egg King, fire the laser!

(cues Metal Madness's theme by Hideaki Kobayashi)

Aoba & Tsugumi : OH NO!

*DBZ SFX : Energy Blast+Loud Explosion*

Aoba Tsuzaki : Mother! What are you doing!?

Shizuka Tsuzaki : Teaching your father a lesson! You said that giant robots would be awesome, and thanks to you, they've become even more dangerous than us humans! Guess Ryohei's father was right, the Ancient Jinki was used by Unkown beings, lied about Venezuela! This is what I have been waiting for...Huh? (screams) AAAAAH!

(evades the Egg King's attack)

Shizuka Tsuzaki : What!? What the-!? What's going on!? Why is this thing turning against on me!?

Aoba Tsuzaki : Sorry, ma! It looks like that it doesn't want to be controlled by humans, robots wants humans to be dead.

Shizuka Tsuzaki : (To the Egg King) No! It can't be! You betrayed me! Oh, what have I done!?

Tsugumi Harudori : The Contraption is being taken over by the A.I! I knew that there is no way anyone would control that thing! Supercomputers aren't just a thing in science fiction when it comes to giant robots!

Shizuka Tsuzaki in despair: I...(falls down on her knees) I thought robots could save everything...and this entire planet...where...where did going mad with robot power gone wrong? Is science to blame that we're responsible for what we did?

Aoba Tsuzaki : Ma! Pull yourself together!

Axe Knight : We're under attack from the Mech Enemy!

Javelin Enemy : And Unknown mech is ramping the entire base!

Trident Knight : We must prepare for launch!

Tsugumi Harudori : Everyone on aboard! Prepare for launch!

Aoba Tsuzaki : Beginning Launch Sequence now!

(Halberd begins to launch)

Aoba Tsuzaki : Beginning target range! Target sighted!

Sailor Waddle Dee : Lock-on all weapons, prepare for an attack!

Tsugumi Harudori : Go! Fire all weapons! Give it all your got!

All : Roger!

(Halberd fires at Egg King)

Tsugumi Harudori : Did it work?

Aoba Tsuzaki : Cease fire!

Akao Hiragi/Akara Ogawara : What?

(Egg King activated a barrier)

Tsugumi Harudori : What!? A barrier!? Is this what the powers of A.I.

Aoba Tsuzaki : It never happened! Unless! Break it! (uses Star Rod item to break down the barrier)

Aoba Tsuzaki : Alright! The Barrier's down! Now we must attack the enemy with full throttle!

Tsugumi Harudori : Drats! It's getting away!

Aoba Tsuzaki : Not on my Watch! Everyone! Full Speed ahead!

(The Halberd chases after the Egg King)

[cues "Bomber Barbara Part 2" by Hideki Naganuma]

Aoba Tsuzaki : This sounds like trouble! If we don't stop this now, the entire world is doom, if only there is way that we can finally refresh this time of ours and never do it again!

Tsugumi Harudori : We have to stop all of this before we let it get away! Trust me, Aoba. We're gonna wing big here.

Aoba Tsuzaki : I know I can, Tsugumi.

*DING*

Tsugumi Harudori : That's it! The Main head is the contraption's weakness! That's it's head! Hey, King Eggy!

(Egg King stops and turns around)

Tsugumi Harudori : If you can't be the king of Eggs, then I'll have to make you scramble eggs! Get schooled by this! (Aoba's arm turns into a mechanical robot arm)

Aoba Tsuzaki : This is the end of the road!

*DBZ SFX : Energy Charging*

Aoba Tsuzaki : EAT THIS!

*DBZ SFX : Energy Blast*

Tsugumi Harudori : Enemey Target has been neutralized!

*DBZ SFX : Rumbling+loud explosive wave*

Sailor Waddle Dee : Great job, everyone! The Enemy mech has been down!

Tsugumi Harudori : That's the last of that contraption I wonder if there's anything else besides that?

Aoba Tsuzaki : Aw shucks, this bad boy came in handy. Now then, we gotta find Maka before we--

*Rumbling*

Aoba Tsuzaki : Huh? What's with this vibration?

[cues "The World Came Crumbling Control" by Yutaka Minobe]

All : [yelling and panicking]

Tsugumi Harudori : What's happening!? What's going on!?

Sailor Waddle Dee : I'm getting any traces of heat signature. It must be the source of the power of chaos.

Tsugumi Harudori : Chaos? I didn't say anything about

Homura Akemi (o.s) : Chaos...CONTROL!

*Sonic SFX : Chaos Control*

Tsugumi Harudori : What the-!?

Aoba Tsuzaki : Oh no! It's beginning! The Time Traveler has begun to create the new era! She's going to rewrite 2005 A.D.!

Ryohei : What!? No way!

Tsugumi Harudori : No way!

Akao Hiragi/Tsugumi Harudori : That can't be good!

Sailor Waddle Dee : WE'RE GONNA BE REWRITTEN!

"And so...it is time to begin the New Era..."

"My plans have been working perfectly..."

"It's time that we pull out the curtains to open a fresh new world."

"I thank my brother for all the understandings that everything..."

"Our dream to rewrite this world will be better if one's universe will not meet their ends."

"What do we say brother...shall we begin the new era...as promised?"

Homura Akemi : Brother...At last, I finally did it. I now have the power to rewrite history and create the new era! This is what I have been planning for!

Homura Akemi : It's all making sense that I'm beginning a new revelation to start the new era! So what do you say brother?

Homura's Brother/Time Eater : Excellent. I will await the familiar faces that I shall make time and space completely out of existence. ultimate achievement of our dream is near!"

"THE CREATION OF THE NEW ERA IS NEAR"

~ Mission 40 : Hail to the King of the Unknown ~

[davisexplainableart]

February 28, 2020 (SOTSOG 20th Anniversary):

*camera quickly pans to Tommy*

Tommy: Check this out!

(COBRA TRANSITION)

Screeno: Ladies and gentlemen, "Oasis" with Who Feels Love!

(we then see a tribute band of Mixels performing Oasis' Who Feels Love)

(after the song, a graphic appears onscreen stating that the premiere of Mixels' Every Knight Has Its Day (Extended Version) was next)

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This was a pretty big night, not just for me, but also my friends.

If you don't know, back in late 2019, me and some Mixel friends formed an Oasis tribute band. This appearance on Fridays (dedicating the 20th of Standing on the Shoulder of Giants) would be our first proper gig, with a big outdoor stage set up in Mixel Park for us.

By February 2020, we had been setting up what I considered an alternate lineup for playing Oasis songs from the 2000s:

Davis (me) - Liam Gallagher

Footi - Noel Gallagher

Jinky - Gem Archer

Glomp - Andy Bell

Flain - Alan White

However, Footi was out of town at the time, so Torts of the Glorp Corp played lead guitar instead.

Speaking of Glorp Corp, we hadn't settled on Glomp playing bass for the group until a day or so after this concert. In the meantime, Vampos of the Glowkies served as our temporary bassist (think of it like our own Paul Stacey).

Starting around 8:00pm, we would play most of the songs off the Shoulder of Giants album in-between shows. This was the setlist:

1. Go Let It Out

2. Who Feels Love?

3. Put Yer Money Where Yer Mouth Is (shortened but also cut from broadcast because no one likes it)

4. Let's All Make Believe (controversially used playback because I was worried of ruining what is probably one of Liam's best vocal performances on any song)

5. Gas Panic!

6. Where Did It All Go Wrong? (acoustic)

7. Sunday Morning Call

8. I Can See A Liar

9. Roll It Over

Schedule-wise, we premiered an extended/edited version of Every Knight Has Its Day, mainly so we could include the following:

More character interactions.

Mixadel's guilt for unleashing the Mixelopters taking a bit longer to settle in (Mixadel: *turns to camera* I make good decisions!).

Camillot and Mixadel's rivalry being more developed.

Implications of Mixadel being punished for what he did (Teacher: Meet me in the principal's office when we get back, please?).

An after-credits scene with the MCPD still stuck in the cage, with a Mixelopter now in there too (Kuffs: We are so screwed...).

The Mixies (including Tapsy) have a scene or two together to explain why this music group is attending Mixopolis Middle School.

A few removed conversations from the original storyboards were added in (including that one where Mixadel says "Are you deranged? I would love to have my ass kissed all day!")

Here was the full lineup for that week (repeats will be listed in italics):

7:00 PM - Mixels Watch (NEW)

7:30 PM - The Powerpuff Girls

8:00 PM - A Bird's Eye-View (NEW)

8:30 PM - Mixels: Every Knight Has Its Day (Extended) (PREMIERE)

9:15 PM - Codename: Kids Next Door

9:30 PM - Mixels Watch

10:00 PM - *no programs as concert continues*

10:30 PM - A Bird's Eye-View

11:00 PM - The Hero of Aura City

11:30 PM - PBS Kids GO!

[lee-jinkis-ponytail]

on the one hand i miss onew like hell. on the other hand, as someone who is chronically ill, i absolutely understand. if i could take an extended hiatus from work, i would in an instant. i'm lucky to have summer vacations off since i work at a school, but even that doesn't feel long enough to recover when my flares are really, really bad, so i want jinki to take as long as he needs to rest and take care of himself. whatever health issues he's dealing with, i can't imagine how detrimental it could be to be on rigorous tours doing demanding choreos and singing his lungs out. shit, i can barely handle sitting in my office some days.

[rosekisspeach]

TAROT READING//Taem's view on mingkey relationship

Date: 31/Jan/2024 Marker: Taem's Songs Deck of Cards: Sefirot The Spheres of Heaven Tarot (Marseille, Kabbalistic teachings, and esoteric wisdom)

Notes Upfront:

I don't ask my cards questions that I already have answers;

I don't prey on information I should not know;

I respect their personal lives and;

This is for FUN ONLY.

✦ This reading is requested by/uploaded due to the asking of reader tk (AO3). You can ask me for other tarot reading, or discuss mingkey with me on AO3/twitter/tumblr✦

The deck I use to channel taem is the sefirot spheres of heaven tarot, which is quite sophisticated more like old-fashioned grandpa who isn't into gossiping for interpretation. However, they have a sweet spot for taemini, and is willing to show me a glance of his exceptionally beautiful mind. !!Be aware we have many symbolic connotations that are a bit vague.

Let's crack the Cøde . . . . .

Base Card: King of Cups Bummie: The Tower R, Page of Wands Ming: 9 of Wonds, The World Mingkey: Devil, Temperance R Mingkey work: Sun, Knight of Wands

Although I said it earlier, I want stress again that taem has a precious mind that I think nobody but himself understands what is going on there. I will try my best to tangibilize the energies I receive so please bear with my figurative languages & word choices.

Let's start with the overall vibe. We have the King of Cups here and I can immediately see why my cards are fond of taemin. He is very grateful. He is grateful of having kibum and minho as his hyungs, co-workers, care-givers, and mentors. He is also grateful of kibum and minho just being close, because their energies (even those feisty and fighty ones) are rain drops that nourished the relationship amongst SHINee members, awakening their pride and competitiveness, and reminds them that they are alive instead of some zombies following rules and orders in the industry. They always break the facade peace and taemin learnt to appreciate their honesty & rationality. This is something mingkey has been able to do since day one. And it empowered taemin, it empowered jinki, and of couse, Jjong (the three cranes and one of them fades away) to fiercely be themselves as boldly as they could. The 91s are the glue that bonds the team together, and especially after jjong, taem began to see how much effort these hyungs have put into protecting the name SHINee, to provide safe space for console, and still, to shine as themselves. Each rain drop might seem subtle and insignificant, but together, the water flow can overcome everything ( "以柔克刚" soft is more "powerful" than the hard). In taem's mind, mingkey are people that offer him kind guidance, peace, and companionship, people he can rely on, and grow with.

But taem does not know how to express these emotions in words, and this is why he uses bodily language/facial expression to convey his gratitude. It is also why he is a big supporter of 91s. Taem believes the vitals of SHINee are very much mingkey-connected, so things get bitter if "dads" fight. I don't suggest that taem sees them as romantic couple (In fact, I often sense no-sexual/asexual energy from taem, perhaps due to his devout faith). He just really wants to make sure mingkey don't fight ugly so everyone is happy (6v6

How Taem sees Bummie:

Chaotic, self-destructive (see elaboration), hard candy, but has a heart of gold. To some extend, taem is "afraid of bummie" because although every member of SHINee pushes their limits in working and taem himself is a perfectionist when it comes to dancing, kibum, only kibum, burns like a moth to the flame. He burns because he wants the world to see who he really is. Bummie is always eager to try new things, to learn new skills, and to kill his old self over and over again. Kibum is constantly transferring, or more like metamorphosis, that reminds taemin to keep growing and becoming. However, Taem is afraid of him because these changes are what most people stay away from, but kibum enjoys being pushed to the edge and jumping over the falling tower. Nothing and nobody can stop him from his own will power, and taem respects kibum's decision, but he hopes at least there are more people appreciate and care for him. Kibum should not scream till throat hoarse just so the world accepts who he is. Kibum deserves better.

And taem adores bummie. Bummie is one of the sweetest person taemin ever knows. He enjoys life - gardening, cooking, taking care of commedes and garçons and frankly everyone he knows no matter if they are older or younger than him. Kibum can be strict because he wants the best for taem but would never get mad when taem "stole" a luxurious sweater on his birthday. Just like the hopeful young adult holding the brance of pure lotus, Kibum has a heart of of innocent child (赤子之心), and taem loves him for that. Taem can always trust him and be his true self with kibum.

Bummie is still a newborn baby~

How Taem sees Ming:

First of all, taemin respects minho a lot, but he is as critical as jjong when it comes to ming sometimes. The 9 of wands match my reading because in taemin's mind, ming is definitely a man of action and this attitude earns him great success in his career and personal life. However, there is something missing, and that shows in minho's loneliness. The lotus blooms yet all the branches turn away, emphasizing ming has taken actions to nurture his mind but he did not listen to his heart. Do you remember the crescent hanging over ming's head in my first reading (ming's take on their relationship)? I think the energy is very similar here. Taem wants to tell us that despite ming's proactive mindset, he is lying to himself and is hesitant to try out new possibilities because he gets afraid like every one else. However, it is not ming's fault and he needs time to see the clear picture.

And the world card drops again, which is ming's current objective that he has to ride the journey of growing from the loss, stepping to embrace new point of view of life, and eventually following his true heart that he reaches the reality he hopes to rebuild. Ming is desperate for love, and he cherishes shawols because being with us feels like warm home. However, remember ming keeps saying that he just wants to be loved in relationship and he will provide anything and everything. What ming really needs is faith (ת (Tav) in hebrew means "faith" & "salvation") and Taem wants ming to believe that he is loved. He deserves love. His love is returned if he believes a little more.

I will make money and do housework I only need you to love me

Mingkey Relationship + Work

They together are devils. The devils of aggression, addiction, but also achievement. The design of devil card reminded me a lot of the pic where taem stands between mingkey in MBC end year stage, observing the pair staring each other in amusement. This is what he sees (ע), this is also what we see. Their constant fights and the chemistry comes out of their love-hate relationship is undeniable, fuelling their working competitiveness but these energies can also flame them. This is why the reversed temperance dropped. They still need to work on how to solve their tensions and be "in between (not too aggressive nor passive 中庸之道)" when disagreement arises. And instead of waving the blaze, taem wants them to communicate like the pouring water (empathy, understanding, love).

!!skip this part if you only see them as platonic friends/co-workers and resume when you see exclamation mark again!!

Devil card manifests strong sexual attraction because in the traditional Rider–Waite system, devil card's design is similar to the lovers, but instead of guarding angels they are devils constraining the pair in lust and alluring desire. Since I grasp asexual energy from taem due to his religious beliefs, it is possible that taem is trying to tell us that mingkey's dynamic have some element that is not in his belief, and it is the "devil" for them. Mingkey deny to acknowledge the sexual attraction despite everyone sees it. Worse, it occasionally influences their work and group work because they have trouble resisting it, hence the reversed temperance (I will do an elaborating reading on their sexual attraction privately, if interested, talk to me on twi or tumblr)

!!resume here!!

In taem's mind, mingkey are a duo that support each others in work, and their existences fuel the other to express and achieve success. The two cranes are ming and bummie (in this reading, each member of SHINee are cranes which I think is very taemin coded, hehe) that fly around and fly upper to the higher sky, bringing warmness and sunlight to their reality. The Knight of wands say the exact same thing, mingkey's leadership, working morals, and endless ideas pushes the group to move forward, and inspire taemin in his career. Unlike Jjong, taem does not worry that much about mingkey (because he sees them like mentors, while Jjong sees them as younger-brothers), but he indeed hopes these two can achieve harmony and balance that is also beneficial for themselves and SHINee as a whole.

-over-

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